"Qingqing, you were the one who stoked the passions in me, so now you have to extinguish it." Gu Yuying scooped up Luo Qingli around her waist and took her back into the room.
After their passionate affair, Luo Qingli was leaning on Gu Yuying's arm, with her index finger ceaselessly drawing circles on his pecs.
"Uncle, won't you let me do it? If you don't, I won't be happy, I'll sulk all the time."
"No!" The two words fluttered lightly from Gu Yuying's mouth.
"Why not? Don't you want me to be happy?" Luo Qingli thought she had made a good case, Gu Yuying should be pleased.
Gu Yuying grabbed the little hands that were playfully wandering around his body, "Qingqing, do you realize how risky your current actions are for a man?"
"Uncle, did you enjoy my performance just now?" Luo Qingli murmured sweetly in Gu Yuying's arms.
His eyes half-closed and wickedly elongated, his thin lips opened: "Of course I do, my good wife. I don't mind if you do this every day."
